“Just tell us what happened.”
Greg had been stuck at the police station until midnight. When he finally got home—with two officers in tow—they combed through the place and, sure enough, found a second set of footprints near the door.
“You can’t stay here anymore. You need to move out,” one of the officers said.
Greg let out a bitter laugh. “I don’t have the money to move,” he admitted. He’d barely escaped that nightmare of a mine with his life, and he was broke. Even the rent here had been covered by Kelly.
“Can you wait a minute? I just need to grab a few things. Maybe I could crash at the station for the night?” he asked.
The officer nodded.
Greg darted to his cabinet and yanked it open, reaching for the stack of photos he’d hidden there.
Gone. Every single one of them. The drawer was completely empty.
Was Kelly really trying to get rid of him for good?
Greg’s heart dropped. He’d only wanted to squeeze some money out of her and disappear. He never expected they’d go this far.
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“Useless.”
“Keep your eyes on him.” Kelly’s voice was sharp as ice as she spoke into the phone in the dining room.
The first attempt hadn’t worked. The second would be harder.
A voice, warped and robotic, came through the line. “He’s hard to pin down.”
“Well, anyone who escaped that mine isn’t ordinary. Just be careful—don’t get caught.”
Kelly hung up, sitting back in her chair. She rolled a little note between her fingers, Greg’s name scrawled across it.
Outside the dining room, Theo stood quietly in silk pajamas, his fingers tightening at his side.
The mine? There was only one man he’d sent there all those years ago.
He’s back?
Not only back—he was threatening Kelly.

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